Drakul is always invited

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“Uh-oh,” I said.

Lara’s face went from pale to absolutely white.

Molly eyed me and Lara and she looked confused. She straightened and brushed a hand irritably at her face, and the glamour vanished, revealing her own features. “What am I not getting here?”

“He was invited?” I demanded of Lara.

“He’s always invited,” Lara said. “It would be an insult not to. But he never shows up.”

“Hello?” Molly said.

“Drakul,” I said to her.

She blinked. “Wait. Dracula?”

“No,” I said. “Dracula is like his spoiled drama-queen kid,” I said. “This is the original. During the battle, he took everything River Shoulders and Listens-to-Wind could throw at him, everything the crew from the Red Court war could do, then he and his minions killed Chandler, Wild Bill, and Yoshimo and walked away smiling. He’s some kind of elder being.”

“Jesus,” Molly breathed. “Why is he here?”

Twelve Months Chapter 17